Fantasy Samverse: Samantha & Chai Novel - Ayurvedic Treatment For My Wife

[Saravroman]

Poem 07 - Daffodils (by W Wordsworth)

Been a while since I posted self-written or Others poems on this forum - Below one is a tad relevant to tonight's update 

[Saravroman]

Teaser 039 - F2 (Flowers & Frustration) - before Midnight

#ChanakyaVyuham #FreshDaffodils

#GenuineEffort

#KekronMakron #RoboticCleaning

#Workaholic #MicrosoftTeamMeetings


#Flowers&Frustration



#ChanakyaTheCourierBoy

[Saravroman]

Teaser 040 - SAM DARES (assignments)


Remember SamDares 01 & SamDares 02 from Season 8???  

Well, a new SamDares coming up this weekend! 

[Kalyan143]

i love your dare concepts bro
your writing is super plz
dont stop
keep on continue and make more and more dares from samantha infront of her hubby

[Saravroman]

i love your dare concepts bro
your writing is super plz
dont stop
keep on continue and make more and more dares from samantha infront of her hubby

Thanks, Bro - Very Soon there will Dares after Dares after Dares for Sammu Darling!

[Kalyan143]

thank you soo much
these days it is hard to find some good stories its been few months that i enjoy like this
keep entertaining us like this
again thank u

[Saravroman]

Chapter 70 - F2 - Flowers & Frustration {Season 4, episode 3, time:past}

It was morning. Samantha was hoping it was a new morning for a new beginning.

Chai had cried miserably and asked her to forgive. She had cried too.
But, she wanted her and Chai to take a fresh shot at Life.
She would make a genuine effort from her side to bond with her husband.
 
On the other hand, Chai woke up and was unable to face Samantha.
The thoughts from yesterday came to mind.
He wanted to run to work to avoid Sam.
Guilt works in strange ways!

He freshened up quickly and sat for breakfast.
Sam was hoping for a chitchat but he would give none of that.

Chai gives her a quick hug and again says Sorry.
 
“Chai, whatever happened is in the past!
I want us to be together and happy, Chai!”
Sam looked into his eyes and said.
 
Chai noticed the sadness in her eyes as she said it.
It stoked his guilt even further. He looked away.
 
Sam, I need to go. Take care.
Don’t open the door until I come.
And left.
 
The last comment of his struck her attention.
Off course, I would not.
After what happened how can I trust another man again?
After what Rana did to me how can I trust anyone again?
 
The thought of Rana.
Again. she became aware of her sore pussy’s pain.
The hazy images of rough sex.
Rana’s cock. so big. chee.
Sam was disgusted by those images
Not bigger than Venky Mama’s though
Ohhhh. So biggg. Chee Chee.
it repelled and at the same time strangely cornered her attention.
Image of VV taking his cock and peeing on Rana flashed in front of her.
It had happened inches from where she was standing.
Yuck. At the same time, she felt a satisfaction to the fate meted out to her abuser.
 
Couldn’t you take a day off, Chai?
I need someone to soothe me.
She shrugged and set off to work.
 
Around 11 O’clock her door bell rang and she look at the door with concern.
She went to the door and looked on the security camera screen.

There was a young boy with a flower bouquet


Wow! Yellow Daffodils! Her heart pumped in excitement.
She immediately opened the door.
 
Hello Mam, wish you a very nice day!
You have a nice gift and he gave her the flowers in style. Sam excitedly took it.


 
She excitedly took it.
She immediately assumed her Chai sent those to warm her up.
Oh! Chai sent me these beautiful Daffodils! How romantic! Her mind was running all excited thoughts.
 
Thank you, she said, turning to the boy. The boy looked like he was in his late teens or early 20’s
Wait, she said. She went in and got her purse and gave him a hefty tip.
Thank you so much, Mam.
You also got a card along with the flowers, he said. And handed over the card.
Thank you, boy!
 
And Sam excitedly close the door rushing to read the card.
 
As #TheCourierBoy walked to the elevator,
he took his phone and messaged someone:
Sir, flowers and card delivered to Mam.
 
Sam tore open the cover and in there was a romantic poem written for her.
And it ended with “You are the brightest and sweetest Daffodil there is,
and you deserve nothing but the best. Always, my love” There was no sign.

So such sweet Yellowish Gift.

Yellow was her favorite color!
Daffodil was her favorite flower!
In fact, in her school she belonged to Daffodil group!

Samantha was at the top of the world. So happy she was, So excited she was,
that she failed to stop and question if Chai sent it or somebody and did not bother about the fact that Chai is never this romantic.
 
She excitedly called up Chai. No response.
She waited. No get back call.
She called his office.
A female voice: hello, the secretary of Mr. Chaitanya
Samantha: I’m the wife of Chaitanya.
Female voice: Mam, Samantha mam. Sir, is in David Sir’s room.
I will ask him to call as soon as he comes back.
Samantha: OK

Samantha’s excitement continued. She read the poem again
{Poem from internet - poet is Unknown}



In full happiness, she kissed the card and the flowers too.
She poured some water in a transparent flower vase and put the Daffodils in there.
And put them in the living room and the central table at the sofa. And the card right by it.
 
As she continued to carry on with her work,
from time to time she turned back to look at those flowers.
 
In some time, Chai called.
His voice was excited too.
“Sam there is good news.
Our company Kekron Makron got exclusive contract with the biggest retailer in India ^^^^^^^^.
Our company would easily grow than 10 times its current size.
 
Sam was happy as well. Chai that’s such a good news. Is that why you sent me flowers?
 
Chai: Flowers? Me? No, Sam. What are you saying? Hey, I need to go.
I am going to be on conference called with someone who directly reports to Mr. A.
I am so excited, Sam. I will call you later.

Sam was in a state of mix – is he kidding?
Or did he really not send these flowers?
She still couldn’t believe that Chai didn’t send it.
 
Maybe he sent it and just denying, Sam concluded.
I am going to make it a special evening for him.
I will prepare his favorite dishes, set the whole house in a superb manner & all…
 
She so much wanted Chai’s attention that her mind is not ready to accept that Chai didn’t send it.
She didn’t even entertain the possibility that someone else could have sent it.

she was all blushes and blushes

 
PHEW! The antics of psychology!
 
Evening arrived and Chai arrived.
Sam is eagerly waiting. She goes up to Chai. And takes his bag.

Sam: Congrats, Chai. I am so happy for you.
Chai: Thanks, Sam. I will buy something very big for you. Oh it is going to be great.
Sam: Chai, you got me the sweetest gift already, Sam said, showing the flowers.

Chai was unprepared – the flowers, a card – what the heck?

Chai: Sam, who sent those?
Sam: (It was Sam’s turn to be surprised) Chai, I thought you sent it! 
Chai: No, Sam. He said and looked at her with a grave face.
Sam: Chai. You didn’t sent… she didn’t finish… then who…
Chai: Maybe Rana did. Chai blurted out.
 
Nooooo… Cheee…. Unbelievable, Chai…….
 
She picked the flowers and card and threw them in the dustbin…
 
Tears welled up in her eyes. It was an uncontrollable emotional moment.
She had so much trusted that her hubby sent them that now she is devastated,
 
Chai tried to console her a bit.
 
After some time…
 
Sam, please get up. Stop crying. He cant harm us anymore. Ignore.
 
Listen, I have a Microsoft team meeting with our Suppliers in Germany.
It will go on for a long time.
Don’t wait for me for dinner.
And Chai rushed for his laptop.
 
The call went for 6 hours.
 
The evening was ruined.
 
For Sam: it was as if her life was ruined!
 
Again! The roller coaster of psychology – the ups and the downs!
 
The flowers in the dustbin, said it all
 
 
 

[Saravroman]

Dear Readers,

That's for Friday!

I know its mostly, non-erotic - but, it's a link to the subsequent parts of the story
Hoping you would appreciate the intricacies!

Probably not apt for a Friday night, but still,
Let me ASK a very philly Q for Vikram Betaal Round:

What makes relationships work & what makes relationships fail?
Answer that in the context of Sam and Chai of this story!

Remember the Anna Karenina principle:
"Happy families are all alike;
every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

Thanks for reading,
SammieRoman

PS: interestingly 3 instances of Russian references in my thread this week: Master & Margaritas, Macushla, Anna Karenina - all unplanned!

[Saravroman]

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[Silverstone93]

Good Update. After getting new contract, looks like Chai will be more busy in his office life and it will help VV to get closer with lonely Sam.

I think the "Chanakya Vyuham" was related with "Chanakya-The courier Boy". VV is acting like a "anonymous well wisher" for Sam. He is sending flowers to Sam through a young boy. That's a good move to impress Sam. It also shows how patiently he plans his trap. He knows what Sam likes and making moves accordingly.

Maybe Rana sent it.. - When Chai blurted out this shit, I really thought of kicking his ass. Is he really Sam's husband? Does he even think before speaking? He knows how Rana ruined her life, but still he took his name to hurt Sam more.

What makes relationships work & what makes relationships fail?

I don't have any experience in this field. Still, I think "Trust" is the one that makes relationship works or fails.

[Saravroman]

Thanks, Silver Bro.

Trust, certainly.
Other very important thing I feel is “standing up for each other”.
Somehow Chai is fulling missing this.

I see your Anger for Chai!
You will like the episodes coming this weekend.
Plot reveal: Chai wearing a saree!  

[neel191298]

Thanks, Silver Bro.

Trust, certainly.
Other very important thing I feel is “standing up for each other”.
Somehow Chai is fulling missing this.

I see your Anger for Chai!
You will like the episodes coming this weekend.
Plot reveal: Chai wearing a saree!  

OMG........... Chai wearing a saree!!!!!!!!! What humiliation u have stored for chai.......

Anyway your last episode is really good build up. Though it is non-erotic still it gives us immense pleasure reading this chapter.

Be it William Wordsworth poem, or beautiful Daffodils .... really pleasant experience. 

Sam and Chai both are going through emotional turbulence... and in this crucial time chai's negligence for sam is really pathetic... and VV will use this opportunity very well..........

Thanks for keeping us entertained in this disturbed (covid-19) time of our nation.........

[Saravroman]

Thanks for the comments & support, Neel Bro...
yes, more than VV's Chanakya Vyuham, Chai's asshole behavior might push Sam into VV's lap

[Saravroman]

Readers, one update coming in 2 hours...

"more F2 - more Flowers & Frustration"

[Saravroman]

Chapter 71 - more F2 - more Flowers & Frustration {Season 4, episode 4, time:past}

The mental chaos continued for a couple days.
The routines continued too.

Same routine for Sam:
think and get frustrated, prep food for Chai,
think and get frustrated, doing chores,
think and get frustrated, make dinner,
think and get frustrated, eat and sleep.

Same routine for Chai:
get up ready, office work all day,
come to home, office work (Conference calls) all evening into the night, sleep.

On the day after the flowers & card arrival, Chai had noticed the flowers in the dustbin
and came to the conclusion that the matter is over. Not really!

Samantha couldn’t understand why Chai is
not giving her the attention and care even after all that happened.
Samantha didn’t even feel like doing the house chores. She did them drudgingly.

Samantha is an avid book reader
She tried to get back into her relationship with Books.
Initially she picked some books from her rack and read a page here and read a page there.
But her mind got back to her situation.

Maybe I will read about relationships.
Maybe, I will read about how to work on my marriage relationship.

She tried searching google with keywords:
“marriage problems”, “relationship issues”,
“how to be better wife”, “husband is not giving attention”,
“husband is not loving me”.

As she was typing the last set of keywords, a couple tears trickled down her cheeks.
As she was googling she found articles on news site,
and opinions from “so-called-experts” and even ads on Viagra.
She was discouraged.

As she was thinking of giving up her google search, she clicked on last link,
which gave an age warning about adult content.
In the spur of the moment, she clicked it. Lo Behold!
It was an adult content site.
Bull for unsatisfied wives.
Wives of cuckold husbands deserve long cocks.
Wife satisfied with 3 cocks.
All livid images.
In a minute she came out realizing what it was.

But those images stuck.
She had a quick peep of couple porn flicks and clips when her classmate girls in college
forcefully showed them, but then never seriously watched or thought of any such stuff.
Now those images stayed in her cache memory.

Visions of Rana’s cock and even Venky Mama’s one-foot cock came in front of her.
Chee Chee Chee… Samantha scolded herself for clicking such nasty sites.
But then the words stayed in her mind: unsatisfied wives, cuckold, bull.

Then she was reminded of the lengthy marriage counselling session.
 
She thought of the words that Rana used: submissive, hybrid personality,
cuckold, extra marital affair, bull, role playing, hypersexual, cheating, multiple partners.

Rana had called Samantha a hypersexual and Chai a gay.
Chee Chee. I shouldn’t think of that rascal, Samantha thought.
But memories of the session kept playing in her mind.

AM I HYPERSEXUAL? Sam thinks.
Is that why I feel like Chai is not giving enough attention to me and my body?
Am I a pervert?
Am I wrong to desire for attention from the person I am married to?
 
The doorbell rings. She looked through the camera. It was the courier boy again.
In his hand was a very beautiful bouquet of violets



It was 3 days since the first bouquet came.
She opened the door and with a serious face asked the courier boy: what?

Courier boy: Good day, Mam! Hope I find you in good health!
And he gave a charming smile.

Samantha softened a bit looking at his innocent face and smile.

Courier boy: Mam, you got a wonderful bouquet, Mam. Aren't they lovely?

Truth be told, even Sam liked the bouquet. It was custom ordered.
But still, Sam made a face and said who sent those?

Mam, I don’t know but please take this card and open. Details are inside.

Sam is angry but did not want to take her anger of him.
Her mind is again half-expecting it would be Chai this time
She just took them and said OK, took those flowers and card and put them inside quickly.

Thank you, Mam. Mam, this person seems to like you a lot,
he is sending you flowers frequently. Is he your lover, Mam?

Shut up! I am a married woman!

Sorry, Mam. I am so sorry. You looked so young and I did not even guess you could be married. Mam, so sorry.
Now which woman would not be flattered by “you look so young” compliment.
She softened again. 




Sam: OK, you go now. Hey, wait… I will be back… 
(she came back with her purse and gave him a tip)
Courier boy: Thank you so much, Mam. It will be helpful for my college fees.
Sam: You are a college student?
Courier boy: Yes, Mam. I am 3rd year MBBS student in ***** college.
I do part time courier service in holidays to earn money for my college.

It was a reasonably good college. So he must be a merit student, she thought.)
All this, that made Samantha heart melted for him. She was emotionally hooked

Sam: What is your name?
Courier boy: Chanakya
Sam: Nice, my name is Samantha. Thanks for the courier. Would you like something to drink?
Courier boy: No Mam thank you. Mam, you are so beautiful and so kind too. Thanks Mam.

As Chankya proceeded to the elevator, again, he sent whatsapp msg to someone:
Mam was angry but she took the flowers and card, Sir
 
Now Sam proceeded to deal with the flower and card she had put on the living room table.
Inside it was a poem:
 
I sent you these haughty flowers,
Which thought they are the most beautiful.
Now that they have met you, these
Violet flowers would forever be jealous of you!
But now I am jealous of those Violet flowers,
Because they will be with Samantha!
Separated from you,
I feel like a flower with no color and no fragrance.
I only long for the time,
I will get a chance to make you the happiest girl in the world
(this poem is written by me)
 
Samantha was so impressed with the poem.
She didn’t even care it was not signed and there was no info on the sender.
She has been craving for attention and love.
This anonymous person was giving her just that.
 
Again she thought of calling Chai but she did not.
She didn’t want to hear the truth, if it is not from him.
She is desperately hoping it would be from Chai at least this time.
Although somehow deep down, she knew it was not from him.
 
She thought for a bit.
And put those flowers in a vase and put the vase
and card on display on the living room table.
And kept staring at it.


 
Evening came and so did Chai.
Samantha was really hoping and PRAYING that Chai would say “Did you like those flowers I sent you?”
 Instead, as she feared, he said: Who sent those flowers?

And Samantha’s anger boiled and turned into RAGE
(where the rage takes her and Chai, we will see in next episode of Seaon 4 "Anger Vs Rage")

[Saravroman]

Readers, one more update coming in 3-4 hours...

"Video call with VV"
Gear up for Assignment 3! 

"Chai is totally nervous with the video call going on..."
"Is Sam going to put my rimming session on Facebook? Chai wondered"

"Did you tell him about my third condition, Bitch?"

[justafantasydear]

Waiting ...

[Kalyan143]

Waiting for first dare

[Saravroman]

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[Saravroman]

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